Kikyo's Water Broke × Newborn

Uchiha Jin?

Danzo returned to the Anbu with Aburame Torune. Orochimaru wanted to leave, and his reasons were quite valid... except for one point: Hiruzen would absolutely not allow him to continue experimenting on living people under his nose. That alone was enough to punish Orochimaru.

But understanding aside, losing a pawn he'd painstakingly "controlled" was utterly pointless. Danzo's face was grim, almost livid. He'd originally planned to push Orochimaru to power to challenge Namikaze Minato, thus secretly controlling Konoha. Now, everything was ruined, and by a mere teenager who hadn't even graduated from the Ninja Academy. Danzo sat coldly behind his desk, recalling all the intelligence he'd gathered about Roy. His expression was uncertain, and after a long pause, he looked up at Aburame Torune, "Has the spy I asked you to develop been effective?"

Aburame Torune bowed and said, "We have already made contact with Uchiha Shisui."

The man pushed up the blindfold covering half his face and said confidently, "That kid neither agreed nor disagreed, he just kept saying he needed to go back and think about it. I think I'll give him a little more time and do some persuasion; I'm sure I'll succeed."

Children are most susceptible to the "Will of Fire" theory, which can become a link between the clan and the village, save the Uchiha, and even save Konoha, becoming a great hero revered by both the clan and the village. Aburame Torune believes that no young person can resist such enthusiasm... He is very experienced in this regard.

"Then hurry up!"

Danzo slammed his cane heavily on the ground with a dull thud, then glanced at her... Aburame Toreno replied in a deep voice, "Yes!" and bowed as she retreated...

at the same time,

In the Southern Forest, at a training ground near the Uchiha Clan's residence.

Roy, hands in his pockets, strolled leisurely in the sunlight, slowly reflecting on Orochimaru's life.

During his time in Akatsuki, he was caught off guard by Itachi's close-range Illusion Jutsu, failing to seize a vessel. Then... he set his sights on Sasuke, painstakingly nurturing him for three years. Just as he was about to change vessels, Sasuke killed him, forcing him to inhabit Sasuke's body, waiting for an opportunity. Finally, the day of their brotherly life-or-death battle arrived, only to be absorbed by the dying Itachi using the Totsuka Blade, Amaterasu burned by Amaterasu, ultimately perishing... It must be said...

This person also had a rather unfortunate relationship with his family...

And all of this seems to be... caused by the Sharingan.

The bicycle you're reluctant to ride, someone else gets up and pedals it; the most frustrating thing is wanting something but not being able to have it.

We've arrived at the training ground.

Roy stopped in his tracks, watching Shisui and Itachi practice their swordsmanship meticulously, sweating profusely. And there were those two Sharingan Orochimaru longed for but could never obtain. "Nii-san,"

Someone has been contacting me recently.

5321...5322... Shisui struggled to maintain the Ten Thousand Swings, managing to spare a glance at Roy. Roy gave a blank, indifferent "hmm."

[Circle] emerged, and a Heart Bug instantly disappeared into Shisui's body, bringing back a scene.

It was a Ninja wearing a cat-face mask and carrying two short swords on his back... Judging from his attire, he was undoubtedly Anbu. As for whether he was from Root... There was no mark on his tongue, but through his conversation with Shisui, his words were full of persuasion and brainwashing. Without a doubt, he was Danzo's man. "Focus, practice your swordsmanship, don't get distracted." A few points of light flickered in his hand. Roy glanced at Shisui, one hand using Wood Release, the other Light Release... He casually found a large blue stone to sit on and began practicing carving a wooden sword with his "Light Sword," increasing his understanding of [Yang Release] and consolidating his recent gains. Shisui shuddered and shouted, "Yes!"

The long sword in his hand swung down, flickering with firelight... a depiction of someone just beginning to learn the "Flame Breathing."

Five thousand three hundred and twenty-three... five thousand three hundred and twenty-four... seven thousand... eight thousand...,

Roy arrived, seemingly unwilling to lose to Shisui in front of his Nii-san. Itachi gripped his wooden sword, swinging it laboriously, keeping pace with Shisui. Gradually, as the sun dipped below the horizon, the setting sun painted the sky with a magnificent glow...

Several notification sounds appeared in succession...

[Note: Your Believer "Uchiha Shisui" has improved his Swordsmanship, "Power of Faith" +5...]

[Note: Your Believer "Uchiha Itachi" has improved his Swordsmanship, and his "Power of Faith" has increased by 5...]

[Hint: Your Believer "Uchiha Obito" has mastered the use of his Sharingan, landing his first direct punch on Kakashi in a simulated battle. "Power of Faith" +7...]

[Note: Your Believer "Uchiha Yashiro", "Inabi"Tekka have improved their strength. Due to your help in awakening their Sharingan, their "Power of Faith" has increased by 2, 1, 3, 1, and 2...]

Using the carving knife created by [Light Release], he gently brought it down, taking away some wood shavings. Just like Urokodaki Sakonji, Roy sat on the tree stump in the courtyard, braving the wind and snow, and with a swift stroke of his knife... gradually a small wooden sword took shape in his hand...

Jade must be carved to become a useful object; so too must a sword, a person, and even the Light Release... With the final stroke, Roy sharpened the tip of the blade, holding it as the sun set, adding a touch of bewitching red to the wooden sword. The Sun-Earring Boy flicked his wrist, creating a graceful sword flourish, and with a flourish, materialized the wooden sword into his Unconscious Realm, waiting only to imprint the [God Script] upon it before giving it to Itachi.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-three... nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-four... ten thousand!"

Two sword beams wreathed in flames whistled through the air, striking two wooden stakes not far away, but...

"Crack"

The wooden stake snapped at waist height, its cut surface smooth as a mirror, bearing a faint burn mark from the flames. It subsequently became a victim of Shisui and Itachi's swords.

"Phew!" The two little ones let out a heavy sigh, wiped the fine sweat from their foreheads with the backs of their hands, their eyes clearly sparkling with joy, and turned to look at Roy at the same time...

The Sun-Earring Boy smiled slightly at the opportune moment, "Well done."

Shisui and Itachi exchanged a glance and then smiled...

"Nii-san, I want ramen!"

"Me too."

"Okay." Roy grabbed Shisui and Itachi by the hand, one in each arm. "There's plenty of ramen today, put it on Obito's tab."

Shisui:""

Itachi:..."

They looked at each other in bewilderment.

They were dragged towards the central commercial district of Konoha.

"The road... the road..." As the sun set, the sky gradually dimmed, and the bright moon in the east was obscured by clouds, appearing hazy... Walking on the road to Ichiraku Ramen...

The edge of the Southern Forest was near, and the massive Hokage Rock was already in sight. Shisui looked up at Roy and tentatively asked, "Nii-san, is the clan really so heartless?"

"No compassion?" Itachi, holding Roy's hand, peeked at Shisui, then looked up at Roy.

Roy smiled and said, "Was it that Ninja with the cat-face mask who told you?"

Shisui was startled. Did his elder brother know?

Roy smiled without explaining, merely glancing casually at the direction of an inconspicuous cave, and said calmly, "Where there are people, there is conflict. You only need to remember that."

"He asked me to join them, should I join?"

"Why not?" Roy released Shisui, gently touching his forehead. "Do whatever you want. If you find it difficult, just don't do it. It's that simple."

Shisui seemed lost in thought... Itachi glanced at him, then at Roy, looking on with a puzzled expression... Roy, meanwhile, walked on unhurriedly, seemingly unconcerned. After a moment, Shisui appeared to have made a decision, carefully considering his words one last time, and asked, "Nii-san, aren't you afraid they're bad people?" Roy Youyou, pointed to the Hokage Rock, at the Senju Hashirama, and asked Shisui in return, "Do you know who that is?" Shisui nodded. "Yes, the First Hokage."

Then, he recounted Hashirama Senju Hashirama's glorious achievements as if they were his own treasures.

Roy listened silently, not interrupting him, waiting until he was hoarse Beans poured out his profound admiration for Hashirama. Then he asked, "Do you know why everyone respects him?"

"My father said that Konoha exists today because of the First Hokage," Itachi blurted out, recalling the heroic deeds of Hashirama that Fugaku had told him.

After he finished speaking, he received Shisui's approval.

Of course, heroes deserve to be celebrated, Senju Hashirama, who founded Konoha, also deserves the title of "God of Shinobi".

But my foolish brothers... Roy crouched down, putting his arms around Shisui and Itachi, one in each arm, and said, "The only thing that truly commands respect and admiration for the First Hokage is... that is..."

"He's strong enough!"

Roy looked at the two children, enunciating each word clearly. "He's strong, so whatever he says or does is right..." Shisui and You were visibly taken aback.

Coming to their senses, they all cried out in surprise. Their bodies transformed into specks of light, carried away by Roy along with the Moonlight. In a flash... a flash... and another flash... in the blink of an eye, they appeared in a dark, narrow, deserted alley next to Ichiraku Ramen.

"Meow!" A calico cat foraging for food at the alleyway suddenly saw three people appear out of nowhere, jumped in fright, its fur bristling, and scurried away over the wall in a panic...

Shisui and Itachi, their black hair disheveled, seemed still reeling from the shock of the Light Release. Then, a sudden heat hit the back of their heads as Roy slapped each of them. Dazed, they left the alley and plunged into Ichiraku Ramen.

Shisui and Itachi had no idea how they ate that ramen.

The two little ones seemed to have only light in their eyes. They ate their noodles with Roy in a daze, and then each went home in a daze. They'll probably need some time to digest...

Roy ignored them and took Itachi home.

The door creaked open.

"I'm back." Roy gave Itachi a light pat on the back, told him to change his shoes, and glanced into the kitchen as he stepped out of the entrance hall. He could vaguely see his mother Uchiha Mikoto, busy behind the kitchen curtain.

"Wait a few minutes, the pork chop will be ready soon."

Mikoto heard the noise and shouted.

Roy took off his shoes and followed Fugaku into the house, immediately meeting his complicated gaze.

The man removed his Jonin vest, revealing a black loungewear outfit, and sat upright on the tatami mat. A cup of tea sat on the low table, its steam long gone, indicating that someone had been waiting for him to return after his shift.

"Father,"

"Come here, sit down."

Fugaku beckons.

Roy nodded, and sat down on the tatami mat with Itachi, listening as Fugaku recounted his experiences in the Hokage's office.

"The Hokage informed me that your mission to the front lines to support Jiraiya has been canceled, Jin,"

Uchiha Fugaku looked at Roy intently and asked, "Do you know the reason behind this?"

Once the Hokage's orders are given, especially those involving war, there is no reason to easily change course. Sarutobi Hiruzen suddenly changed his mind in a single day and even called him from the Police Force to his office for a pep talk. If you were to say that his son wasn't involved, Fugaku would never believe it.

The man's gaze was intense... Itachi, standing next to Roy, heard his father's words, glanced at Fugaku, then at Roy.

The Sun-Earring Boy remained silent, simply reaching out to summon a pot of tea warming on the stove. Then... he separated a wisp of "Nen Qi) and differentiated it into [water] and [earth], causing them to intertwine and merge, transforming into a wooden cup. He lifted the handle, tilted it, and... a cup of freshly brewed tea, bubbling and steaming, reappeared before Fugaku and Itachi.

The "light" in Itachi's eyes hadn't faded when it was tinged with a "wooden" hue, and he subconsciously exclaimed, "Wood Release?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the cozy living room, which Mikoto had arranged, fell into an eerie silence.

"Itachi is right... it's [Wood Release]!" Fugaku opened his mouth slightly, then froze in surprise!

The wooden cup is ordinary, found everywhere in the market... But a wooden cup created using Wood Release is unique in the entire Konoha, and even among the Five Great Nations, since the First Hokage's passing!

"Father, have some tea." Roy smiled and pushed the wooden cup towards Fugaku.

The tea in the cup rippled and swayed... Fugaku looked down and could even see his own face, frozen in shock, reflected in the tea!

"So that's how it is..." The man suddenly understood... If he were Sarutobi Hiruzen, sitting in the Hokage's seat... he would never have thrown Ninja who had mastered [Wood Release] into the battlefield!

The reason is simple: this is a bloodline limit that only the First Hokage could master, a kind of insurance for suppressing and even controlling Tailed Beast Tailed Beast!

Sending him to the battlefield would be a huge loss for the village and the Land of Fire should anything happen to him!

"Slip..." Fugaku snapped out of his daze, took a sip of tea, and looked at Roy with a complicated expression. "What else are you hiding from me?" Space-Time Ninjutsu... Wood Release... Could it really be as the Third Hokage said, that this kid is good at "studying in his dreams"?

"I don't know either," Roy said helplessly, spreading his hands. "Father, you know, if you know too many things, you'll have trouble making choices. If you ask me to explain, I can't finish in a short time."

Fugaku:""

Itachi:..."

He took a deep breath.

In an instant, it seemed to have sucked all the cold air out of the entire living room!

"Nii-san... this is Nii-san- san..." This is Itachi.

"I don't know." That was Fugaku.

Silence reigns in the living room at this moment.

A moment later, as if sensing the chill in the living room, the kitchen curtain was lifted, Uchiha Mikoto came out carrying several plates of Katsudon... "Don't just stand there, it's time to eat."

"Oh," finally, the chill dissipated, and the living room came alive again.

Roy silently finished his meal, went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, and that night, he said goodnight to Mikoto Fugaku.

Uchiha Fugaku hesitated, gave him a deep look, and waved his hand, saying, "Go."

Roy nodded slightly to him, took Itachi for a quick bath, and went back to their room to sleep... Itachi seemed to be exhausted that night, or perhaps he hadn't quite recovered from the Light Release and Wood Release. He obediently snuggled up to Roy and fell into a deep sleep, saving them the usual time for idle chatter.

then,

Roy also enjoyed a rare relaxing evening.

Close your eyes,

He placed his hands on his lower abdomen, and soon fell into a deep sleep. His consciousness left the Hokage world and returned to his own Sea of Cognition, passing through a colorful Dream Passage... He blinked and was back in the Hunter world.

only,

This time, Roy didn't wake up naturally; he was pushed awake. The person who pushed him spoke urgently, saying:

"Young Master, Madam's water has broken, she's probably... about to give birth."